The Chief American Poets: Selected Poems by Bryant, Poe, Emerson, Longfellow, Whittier, Holmes, Lowell, Whitman and Lanier; Ed., with Notes, Reference Lists and Biographical SketchesCurtis Hidden Page Houghton, Mifflin, 1905 - 713 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα viii
... YOUTH 119 • 120 120 121 121 149 149 149 150 150 151 155 • 156 156 • 157 158 • 210 THE FIFTIETH BIRTHDAY OF AGASSIZ . 211 DAYBREAK SANTA FILOMENA 212 212 88 THE COURTSHIP OF MILES STANDISH 89 THE CHILDREN'S HOUR PAUL REVERE'S RIDE 213 ...
... YOUTH 119 • 120 120 121 121 149 149 149 150 150 151 155 • 156 156 • 157 158 • 210 THE FIFTIETH BIRTHDAY OF AGASSIZ . 211 DAYBREAK SANTA FILOMENA 212 212 88 THE COURTSHIP OF MILES STANDISH 89 THE CHILDREN'S HOUR PAUL REVERE'S RIDE 213 ...
Σελίδα xi
... YOUTH , DAY , OLD AGE AND NIGHT A CLEAR MIDNIGHT · WITH HUSKY - HAUGHTY LIPS , O SEA OF THAT BLITHE THROAT OF THINE AS THE GREEK'S SIGNAL FLAME THE FIRST DANDELION . THE VOICE OF THE RAIN 605 . 606 606 . 606 606 . 607 607 . 607 607 ...
... YOUTH , DAY , OLD AGE AND NIGHT A CLEAR MIDNIGHT · WITH HUSKY - HAUGHTY LIPS , O SEA OF THAT BLITHE THROAT OF THINE AS THE GREEK'S SIGNAL FLAME THE FIRST DANDELION . THE VOICE OF THE RAIN 605 . 606 606 . 606 606 . 607 607 . 607 607 ...
Σελίδα 2
... youth in life's green spring , and he who goes In the full strength of years , matron and maid , The speechless babe , and the gray - headed man- 70 Shall one by one be gathered to thy side , By those , who in their turn shall follow ...
... youth in life's green spring , and he who goes In the full strength of years , matron and maid , The speechless babe , and the gray - headed man- 70 Shall one by one be gathered to thy side , By those , who in their turn shall follow ...
Σελίδα 7
... youth who feigned His birth from Libyan Ammon , smitten yet The nations with a rod of iron , and driven Their chariot o'er our necks . Thou dost avenge , 51 In thy good time , the wrongs of those who know No other friend . Nor dost thou ...
... youth who feigned His birth from Libyan Ammon , smitten yet The nations with a rod of iron , and driven Their chariot o'er our necks . Thou dost avenge , 51 In thy good time , the wrongs of those who know No other friend . Nor dost thou ...
Σελίδα 8
... youth The art of verse , and in the bud of life Offered me to the Muses . Oh , cut off 139 Untimely when thy reason in its strength , Ripened by years of toil and studious search , And watch of Nature's silent lessons , taught Thy hand ...
... youth The art of verse , and in the bud of life Offered me to the Muses . Oh , cut off 139 Untimely when thy reason in its strength , Ripened by years of toil and studious search , And watch of Nature's silent lessons , taught Thy hand ...
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Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
Acadian beauty bells beneath bird breath cloud dark dead dear death door dream earth edition Emerson Evangeline eyes face feet flowers forest gleam golden grave hand hath hear heard heart heaven Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Hiawatha hills James Russell Lowell John Greenleaf Whittier Kenabeek land laugh leaves Leaves of Grass light lips living Longfellow look Lowell maiden meadows Mondamin moon morning mountain never Nevermore night Nokomis o'er Oliver Wendell Holmes Osseo Pau-Puk-Keewis poem poet Ralph Waldo Emerson river rose round sail seemed shadow shining shore Sidney Lanier silent sing sleep smile snow song soul sound Specimen Days spirit stars stood strong summer sweet thee thet thine things thou thought trees verse voice Walt Whitman wandering waves Whittier wigwam wild wind woods words young youth
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Σελίδα 155 - UNION, strong and great! Humanity with all its fears, With all the hopes of future years, Is hanging breathless on thy fate! We know what Master laid thy keel, What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel, Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge and what a heat Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!
Σελίδα 366 - This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, Sails the unshadowed main, — The venturous bark that flings On the sweet summer wind its purpled wings In gulfs enchanted, where the siren sings, And coral reefs lie bare, Where the cold sea-maids rise to sun their streaming hair. Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl; Wrecked is the ship of pearl! And every chambered cell, Where its dim dreaming life was wont to dwell, As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell, Before thee lies revealed, —...
Σελίδα 1 - Earth and her waters, and the depths of air — Comes a still voice, — Yet a few days and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more...
Σελίδα 115 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.
Σελίδα 49 - Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore, For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore: Nameless here for evermore.
Σελίδα 51 - And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, . And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor: And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted — nevermore...
Σελίδα 531 - A child said What is the grass ? fetching it to me with full hands ; How could I answer the child ? I do not know what it is any more than he. I guess it must be the flag of my disposition, out of hopeful green stuff woven. Or I guess it is the handkerchief of the Lord, A scented gift and remembrancer designedly dropt, Bearing the owner's name someway in the corners, that we may see and remark, and say Whose ? Or I guess the grass is itself a child, the produced babe of the vegetation.
Σελίδα 300 - Knowledge never learned of schools, — Of the wild bee's morning chase ; Of the wild-flower's time and place; Flight of fowl, and habitude Of the tenants of the wood ; How the tortoise bears his shell ; How the woodchuck digs his cell ; And the ground-mole sinks his well ; How the robin feeds her young ; How the oriole's nest is hung...
Σελίδα 150 - She is not dead, — the child of our affection, — But gone unto that school Where she no longer needs our poor protection, And Christ himself doth rule. In that great cloister's stillness and seclusion, By guardian angels led, Safe from temptation, safe from sin's pollution, She lives, whom we call dead.
Σελίδα 233 - LISTEN, my children, and you shall hear Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere, On the eighteenth of April, in Seventyfive ; Hardly a man is now alive Who remembers that famous day and year. He said to his friend, "If the British march By land or sea from the town to-night, Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch Of the North Church tower as a signal light, — One, if by land, and two, if by sea ; And I on the opposite shore will be, Ready to ride and spread the alarm Through every Middlesex village...